Chapter 14 Chapter 14 Entering the Play
Jiang Yuxia slowly raised her eyes. When she saw Zhou Boye, her pupils shrank slightly. She blinked her cat-like eyes twice and called out softly, "Zhou Boye?"
Zhou Boye paused, it had been a long time since he heard these three words from his mouth.
After the incident, Jiang Yuxia called him either Mr. Zhou, "You", and a little "Husband" mixed in, but never his name.
In the past, Jiang Yuxia only wanted to call him "Zhou Boye" and refused to call him anything else.
In the forest at night, the mountain breeze carries inexplicable emotions, and even the bright moonlight shining on the ground makes people feel a little cool.
Zhou Boye lowered his eyes and looked at him, then replied softly, "Yes, it's me."
Jiang Yuxia reached out and picked up the night light from the ground, raising it a little so that the light could illuminate Zhou Boye's face. Under the light, it was indeed that familiar face.
He pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Boye quietly with his cat-like eyes. He seemed to have a lot to say, but at this moment he didn't want to say anything.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and Jiang Yuxia suddenly bent down like a slumped figure, lowering her head and resting it on his shoulder. Without asking why he was there, she simply said softly, "I'm so tired."
Sometimes Jiang Yuxia would feel surprised that his trust in Zhou Boye seemed to be unusually high. He could bring him a special sense of security, as if with him around, he didn't have to worry about anything.
Zhou Boye swept his thumb across his face, wiping away the dust that had gotten on him from somewhere. He couldn't help but laugh, "Why do you feel so wronged?"
"What did you do today?"
Jiang Yuxia straightened his head instantly, his face expressionless. "I helped the grandparents sell several thousand kilograms of mangoes today."
Although his face was expressionless, his eyes seemed to be writing words, one on each side, and together they meant: Praise me.
Zhou Boye readily agreed: "Great."
Jiang Yuxia's pretty eyebrows raised slightly, and the curve of the corners of his lips was slight but real. He said in a normal tone, "It's okay."
Zhou Boye glanced at him and thought he was being arrogant.
"It's getting late, let's go back to the house and rest." Zhou Boye stood up, and behind him were several other boxes of Jiang Yuxia's luggage that he had just delivered.
Jiang Yuxia glanced at the room. He pursed his lips tightly. He didn't say that he would not go, nor did he say why he didn't go. He just sat there, no matter how strong the wind was, he remained motionless like a towering figure.
Zhou Boye crossed his arms over his chest and made a "tsk" sound, still looking dead.
Jiang Yuxia has been afraid of the dark and ghosts since he was a child. When he was in junior high school, he would hum a few times and grab other people's clothes, at least making people feel that he was afraid.
After high school, he was still afraid, but in order to prevent others from discovering his fear, he would always be the first to rush to the haunted house, and he had never seen another fool who would actively participate in ghost stories at night even if his face turned pale with fear.
According to him, for an adult man to be afraid of ghosts and the dark is one of the biggest stains in life, and as a man, he cannot say no.
Zhou Boye looked down at him and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here for you. Let's go."
After hearing this, Jiang Yuxia slowly raised her eyes and looked at him, "Who said I was scared?"
Zhou Boye bent down, picked up the suitcase he had put down, and said with a smile, "Yes, I am afraid. Could you trouble Mr. Jiang and Mr. Xia to accompany me to see the house?"
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
He always felt like he was laughing at him.
When entering the house, Jiang Yuxia followed Zhou Boye closely. When they entered the house and turned on the lights, the whole room was instantly bright as day.
Almost instantly, Jiang Yuxia let go of Zhou Boye and walked to the side to look at the house.
Zhou Boye was both angry and amused by what he saw. "You're so quick to demolish the bridge after crossing it."
Jiang Yuxia was puzzled: "Huh? What?"
Zhou Boye couldn't help it and reached out to pinch his cheek, "Forget it."
He found a place to sit down and said, "Now, can you tell me why a person was exiled here?"
After Zhou Boye came over, he was waiting in the place where the other four people lived. Not long after he waited, a crew member suddenly ran over and said to him embarrassedly that Jiang Yuxia had gone somewhere else.
Jiang Yuxia's body stiffened, and he pursed his lips, then opened them again, and pursed them again. After repeating this several times, he said in a mosquito-like voice, "Because... I lost money."
"Losing money?" Zhou Boye, a business genius who had no idea what losing money was, raised his eyebrows slightly.
Jiang Yuxia briefly told Zhou Boye what happened today, and then, as if trying to redeem himself, he said, "I wasn't expecting to make money. I just... simply wanted to get rid of those mangoes."
Zhou Boye narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, his dark pupils gleaming with a defiant expression: "Are you stupid? You don't even know how to use the resources right in front of you."
"Hmm?" Jiang Yuxia's eyes widened slightly, as if she had thought of something. "You're not going to help me cheat, are you?"
He looked at Zhou Boye and asked, "Isn't this a bad idea?"
Zhou Boye: "Stupid."
Jiang Yuxia frowned, "If we don't cheat, what other resources do we have?"
There are many supermarkets under Zhou's umbrella in the surrounding cities. Jiang Yuxia thought that Zhou Boye meant to sell the mangoes to his supermarkets, but the director team said before the filming of the show that he could not use real-life connections and help. If he sold the mangoes to Zhou's supermarkets, it would be a violation of the rules.
Zhou Boye: "Come, beg me, beg me and I will tell you."
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
He discovered that Zhou Boye seemed to have a desire to conquer him. He was a little confused. He was already his canary, such an obviously submissive role, why did Zhou Boye still have such a liking for him, and seemed to be in high spirits.
"Please." Jiang Yuxia said obediently.
He was so straightforward that Zhou Boye choked. Just listen and cherish it. If this was the original Jiang Yuxia...
It is impossible to ask for it, it is impossible in this lifetime.
Jiang Yuxia thought he didn't hear her, so she repeated, "Please."
Zhou Boye was satisfied and slowly spoke, "The resources I'm talking about aren't me. You didn't want to disrupt the existing market here, nor did you want to seize market share here, so you went to the surrounding cities. This was a correct judgment. But your positioning was wrong. You sold to the farmers' market, and the upper limit of the price at the farmers' market is already very low. If you purchase mangoes at a price higher than the market price here, plus labor and transportation costs, you will inevitably lose money."
Jiang Yuxia listened carefully, "And then?"
Zhou Boye: "We sell to people with slightly higher spending power, but they have higher expectations for appearance and quality, so improvised packaging is impossible. So there are only two things you can do: first, sort the fruit, single out the larger ones and sell them at a higher price."
"Well, find a spokesperson."
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
He had this look on his face that said, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
Zhou Boye: "We are newcomers and not very popular, but there is an award-winning actor right there? Let's drag him down with us."
He sneered, "He's so good at posting on Weibo, let him post more."
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
He realized it later, "Are you the friend Yu Chi was talking about?"
When Yu Chi met him yesterday, he told him that a friend of his often mentioned him in front of him.
Zhou Boye: "We were neighbors for a few years when I was a kid."
Yu Chi is five years older than Zhou Boye, and Zhou Boye is two years older than Jiang Yuxia.
Jiang Yuxia's eyes flickered slightly. Did Yu Chi know Zhou Boye's first love?
Zhou Boye: "Although your production team said that we should work independently, there shouldn't be a clear rule that we can't cooperate, right? Then you can just split the profits in half."
Jiang Yuxia: "How much money will there be left if we split it in half?"
Zhou Boye smiled and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, you can occasionally trust that person's ability to bring goods. His popularity among the public may be higher than you think."
Jiang Yuxia: "But...will he agree?"
Zhou Boye had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. He leaned lazily on his chair, his tone also lazily: "Then you have to work hard on your own."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuxia took out his cell phone and called Yu Chi.
Yu Chi answered quickly, "What's wrong? Did you really take pictures?"
Jiang Yuxia: "..." Is he really reliable?
Jiang Yuxia first told him about the situation in the village, and then roughly summarized Zhou Boye's words.
Yu Chi was silent for a moment. Just when Jiang Yuxia thought he was going to refuse, Yu Chi suddenly said, "Jiang Yuxia, you did a really cool thing. Why didn't you ask me to go with you yesterday?"
Jiang Yuxia: "...So you agree?"
Yu Chi: "Why not?! Give me a minute, I'll get a pen and we can plan it out."
There was a rustling sound coming from the other end of the phone. He must have gone to look for a pen.
Yu Chi came back soon, "OK, I'm fine. Tell me about your understanding and the market price first."
Because they were filming a program, they had to work one day and rest one day, and the production team didn't really intend to push them to death, which just gave the villagers time to pick mangoes.
Jiang Yuxia: "The vendors were very aggressive in suppressing prices this year, so when I bought the mangoes, I offered a price slightly above market price. Small mangoes were 1.1 yuan, medium mangoes were 1.7 yuan, and large mangoes were 3 yuan. Because the mangoes were already ripe, the loss rate during transportation was quite high. A rough estimate puts it at around 5%. Other costs include renting trucks and paying highway tolls..."
He went over the details he noticed today bit by bit, and paused, "And then there's the interest from the program team, and they won't let me bargain."
It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with not being allowed to bargain.
The two of them went over the details bit by bit. As Jiang Yuxia was talking, she wanted to find a notebook to write it down. When she raised her eyes, she met Zhou Boye's eyes.
Zhou Boye sat on the chair, his head slightly supported by his hands, but his eyes were fixed on him, with a casual smile at the corner of his lips.
Jiang Yuxia was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he felt that Zhou Boye seemed to be admiring some masterpiece - a masterpiece he created.
Jiang Yuxia felt a hint of heat in his ears. That look made him feel exposed, and even his voice gradually became softer.
Soon he felt that this idea was ridiculous. It was neither a masterpiece nor Zhou Boye's creation.
He shook his head to get rid of the thought and focused on discussing with Yu Chi.
As the conversation went on longer and longer, Zhou Boye's expression began to turn sour. He lowered his eyes to look at his watch, then stood up and approached Jiang Yuxia.
"That's about right."
Jiang Yuxia sat at the table, and Zhou Boye stood on the other side. He sat down, and they faced each other. "Did you stay up all night last night? Do you remember what you promised me when you came to the show?"
Jiang Yuxia frowned. Before coming, Zhou Boye had indeed told him about his special condition. There was a blood clot in his head, which was like a time bomb. Therefore, he had to maintain a healthy lifestyle no matter what.
He had indeed promised it.
Zhou Boye: "Why aren't you talking?"
Before Jiang Yuxia could say anything, a voice came from Yu Chi's side, "Fuck! Why do I seem to hear someone's voice!"
"Xia Xia, is there a dog barking next to you?! Why is he here? What are you doing?"
After hearing this, Zhou Boye took the phone and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He just hung up and let him shout.
Jiang Yuxia: "..." The image of Yu Chi in his mind collapsed.
Zhou Boye returned the phone to him and said, "Okay, go wash up and go to bed early tonight. The day after tomorrow, when you are resting, go to the hospital for a checkup."
Jiang Yuxia said "hmm" and took out clothes from the suitcase. Before going to the bathroom, he hesitated and glanced at Zhou Boye.
Zhou Boye laughed, "You have a big mouth, but if you don't speak, who knows what you are thinking?"
After he finished speaking, his tone became lighter, "Go ahead, I won't leave."
Jiang Yuxia raised her eyebrows slightly. Although she didn't say anything, her expression was obviously happy.
After he entered the bathroom, the smile on Zhou Boye's face faded. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Jiang Yuxia's personality was becoming more and more like his own, and he was slowly moving away from the so-called canary in the book.
Does this mean that he is about to recover?
Zhou Boye tapped the table lightly with his index finger, feeling a little irritated.
He could even guess what the first thing Jiang Yuxia would do after regaining consciousness.
The breakup was so decisive and clean, and Jiang Yuxia even went abroad for a year to get rid of him.
There was no news from him this year.
Zhou Boye's tongue tip slightly touched the roof of his mouth, and now he came to him in this way...
Zhou Boye lit a cigarette after a long time because he was irritated, but he was afraid that the cigarette would affect Jiang Yuxia, so he opened the door and walked into the woods.
The cigarette at his fingertips hadn't burned long when he saw a person at the door. Jiang Yuxia was standing at the door with wet hair. Water droplets hit his shoulders, soaking his clothes, revealing a rosy complexion. He looked at Zhou Boye with his lips tightly pursed.
After a while, he said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't leave?"
The ash with sparks fell into Zhou Bo's palm, and Zhou Bo's heart was burned. He put out the cigarette, his eyes dark, and chuckled softly: "I just came out to smoke a cigarette."
He asked slowly, word by word, "Why? Are you afraid I'll leave?"
Jiang Yuxia didn't avoid or evade, and nodded gently, "Yeah."
The mountain wind blew past, and Zhou Boye's breathing paused slightly.
It's hard to say who between him and Jiang Yuxia is more immersed in this confused consciousness and this book "The Canary".
He had created a deception for himself.
"Jiang Yuxia," Zhou Boye laughed and said softly, "You really are so annoying sometimes."
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